A/N: Hello fellow readers! Welcome to another installment of my self-insert, My Turn.

So, got a few more follows and favs, as well as a few more reviews, which is nice. I can safely say this story is a success….

Like I said, low expectations.

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Disclaimer: I don't own RWBY.


"Kid? Is something wrong?"

"Seriously, could you stop staring? And close your mouth for Oum's sake."

I immediately close my mouth and shake my head. You can't exactly blame me for the awestruck state I was in.

This was Qrow fucking Branwen. This is the guy who taught Ruby to wield a scythe. And his scythe is only used when he gets serious.

I'm talking to a legend here!

"You're not hurt, are you?" the female voice from before asked.

Oh my god, I just completely glossed over the fact that the Fall Maiden is here as well.

I'm sure no one could blame me for getting startled and backing up a bit.

"Y-Yeah! I-I'm fine! Really."

Amber tilted her head. "You don't sound alright."

I clear my throat. "Well…I was about to die just now, so I think I'm justified in how I sound right now."

"…Fair point."

Oh good, she bought it. I can't exactly say I was freaked out because of her and Qrow in both the good and bad way.

Good, because this was "Uncle Qrow" that Ruby talked about, as well as the Amber, this powerful woman who really shouldn't have died because of the power she wielded.

Bad, because…well, these two were crazy powerful, Amber several times more than Qrow obviously. And the last thing I needed was to get on their bad side. Yes, I haven't done anything to warrant this, but still.

"What exactly are you doing out here?" Qrow asked.

Ah yes. The question of the hour. One that I would probably have to lie about to answer it because I doubt they'd believe I was given another chance at life by the Buddha (still blasphemous…seriously, he shouldn't have been in Purgatory) to live in Remnant.

So….

"I was lost."

This was actually true, in a sense.

"And I was trying to reach whatever settlement is over there."

This was also true, as I pointed to the smoke rising in the distance.

Qrow stared at the rising smoke before looking back at me.

"Well, you've got a hell of a walk ahead of you."

Yeah, I noticed when I hadn't gotten any closer while being chased by freaking Beowolves.

I sigh. "I know."

Amber stared at me for a moment. "…Do you want us to escort you?"

What?

"What?" Qrow asked my unspoken question.

Amber gave him a pointed look. "What? Were you just planning to let him wander to the village on his own?"

"…Yes?"

Damn it Qrow. You just lost some points in my book.

"You know it's dangerous outside the Kindgoms!" Amber scolded.

Wait…I'm outside the Kingdoms?

Shit. It's always more dangerous out here! And I'm apparently supposed to be a simple farmer out here?

How is that fair?!

Apparently, while I was having my internal rant, Amber had finished talking down to Qrow like he was a child who got caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

If I had my IPhone, I'd have recorded this and put it up on whatever kind of Internet they have here on Remnant.

Qrow sighed. "Alright, ok, I got it. Jeez."

He turned to me. "We'll escort you to the village, but we're going fast because me and her need to be somewhere else."

Somewhere else, huh? Like say, Beacon Academy? Where Ozpin is?

Then again…at least I know that the Kingdom of Vale is somewhere nearby, cause there's no way Qrow and Amber would be anywhere other than the Vytal continent.

Still need to know where I am in terms of canon, and I can't really ask for a specific date since I have no idea how the time table works here.

I'll have to find out through small talk on the way to the village.

"Sure," I say. "I can be fast. I outran those Beowolves before tripping, after all."

Barely.

Qrow nodded. "Right…come on."

Qrow made a fast jog towards the village. Amber gave me a small smile before taking off as well….

Huh, now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure Amber is somewhere near my age, and she's pretty and seems nice, so maybe me and her coul-.

SLAP!

Goddamn it, brain! Get your head out of the gutter! Besides, she's destined to die…unless I say something….

Nah, they won't believe me anyway. Besides, who am I to play God and mess with events that are meant to happen?

Then again, just because it happens in the show, doesn't mean it's what actually happens in the real world of Remnant.

Phailen's "Reiteration" taught me that much.

Shaking my head, I quickly take off after the two that saved me.


"So kid," Qrow began. "You got any family at the village?"

I felt sad again.

I used to have a family….

"No, they live in Vale," I responded. "I came out here to just get away from the Kingdoms and live a simple life."

Qrow raised an eyebrow. "You know that it's more dangerous out here, right?"

It's not like I had a choice, damn it.

"Yeah…but I would think the risk is worth it in the long run."

Qrow shrugged. "To each his own, I guess."

I nodded in agreement…then realized something.

"What about you?" I asked. "Got any family?"

Qrow nodded. "Yeah, got a sister…nothing to say on that."

Right, he and Raven are kinda at odds with each other. Then again, she did leave Taiyang high and dry with a young Yang.

"Also got two nieces."

This is what I wanted to hear.

"The oldest, Yang is 14. I can tell she's gonna be a great fighter like her dad. And the youngest, Ruby, she's 12…heh. The kid's like a bundle of energy that never runs out. Wants to be a Huntress like her mom was."

The look of sadness on his face when he mentioned Summer Rose did not escape my notice, but I got what I wanted to know.

Ruby and Yang were 15 and 17 respectively in RWBY canon. This means that I was put on Remnant three years before shit goes down….

Well, if I wanted to do something about it, I'll have to wait out those three years.

I decided to continue the conversation.

"A bundle of energy that never runs out? I know how that feels."

"Oh really?" Qrow asks.

"Yeah, got three nephews myself. Still kids, by the way. The oldest is 5, middle is 3, and the youngest isn't even a year old yet."

I smile at the memory of my nephews. "They were a handful…but I loved spending time with them."

Qrow chuckled. "Yeah. Ruby and Yang were a handful at that age too."

I could tell by the reminiscent smile on his face that he was remembering the times when they were young.

Wish I could've seen what they were like. I bet they were just adorable…well, maybe not Yang, but definitely Ruby.

That's a definite.

"We're here," Amber spoke up.

I looked up to find a path that led towards the village.

Smiling, I turn to Qrow and Amber. "I think I can walk alone from here. Thanks for saving me…and for bringing me here. I could tell you needed to be somewhere else."

Amber waved her hand. "It was no trouble at all."

Qrow grunted. "I beg to dif-."

"It. Was. No. Trouble. At. All."

I couldn't help but give Qrow a shit-eating grin. Oh, he was in trouble once I left them alone.

He simply glared at me in response.

I tip my cap to them. "Well, thanks again. Maybe we'll meet again someday."

"Doubtfu-."

An elbow to Qrow's ribs from the Fall Maiden silenced him.

"Perhaps we will," Amber responded politely with a smile.

Well, at least I now know that Amber's nice. That's a plus in my books.

I nod. "Well…take care."

A little unnecessary to say since one's a Maiden and the other's a fully-qualified Huntsman, but still.

"We will."

Qrow gives a lazy two-finger salute and marches off. Amber gives one final smile before following after the drunk Huntsman.

Seriously, if I wanted to, maybe I could try pursuing Amber. What do I have to lose?

SLAP!

Goddamn it, stop it! That's hormones talking…wait, I'm 22….

My point still stands!

And now that I think about it…if I'm three years away from RWBY canon, wouldn't that mean that Coco and Velvet are currently 15?

Yeah, they are definitely off limits, now….

Then again, they'll be 18 when I possibly meet them-.

SLAP!

Goddamn it! NO! BAD! Stop thinking this!

Wait, should I have warned Qrow and Amber about what will happen to the latter in three years?

"Hey, wai- and they're already gone…shit."

Oh well. I'm not about to follow after them. I'll get myself killed! Best to just wait the three years and hope for the best….

If I decide to mess with the timeline, that is. And that's also assuming that what happened in the show will happen here. Monty (bless his soul) may have created RWBY, but that doesn't mean he dictated what happens in the real Remnant.

Besides, he didn't really expand on the little things. For example, seeing as alcohol is a thing, perhaps drugs are a thing as well?

And there could be other types of Grimm out here than the ones we know off at the moment. That gorilla Grimm (I forget the name) was introduced in the RWBY Volume 4 trailer (which was leaked on YouTube), but there could be a thousand other type of Grimm! Like a large Mantis-type one, or perhaps a spider Grimm? Hell, maybe even a lion Grimm!

Off topic, again.

Point is, until I see some proof that what happens in the show will happen here, I'm gonna have to roll with it.

That said…let's get to that village.


"Ah, another traveler outside the Kingdom, I see!" came a greeter at the edge of the village.

I slowly nod, deciding to play along. "Yeah…I figured I'd try to live outside the cities, you know? Maybe be a simple farmer?"

The greeter's eyes gleamed at that last part. "A farmer, you say?"

I nod.

"Well then, you're in luck! Old Man Barton's been looking for a live-in farmhand to help with the daily farm work."

Oh my god, I must be really lucky to catch a break this soon!

"Seriously?!" I ask, the shocked disbelief in my voice clear.

"Yep, but uh…there are a few conditions he has that have prevented others from taking the offer."

"Really…like what?"

The greeter frowned for a moment…then smiled again.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you. Best ask him for yourself. His farm's on the other side of the village. If you get lost, ask Marcus of the General Store for directions. He'll set you straight."

I nod. "Thanks."

Seriously, the luck I have at the moment is astounding! I'll get to be a farmer and have a place to stay.

Those conditions have me a bit worried, but I guess I'll hear what they are.

How bad could they be?


Turns out, I did get lost and had to stop at that General Store to ask for directions. The owner kindly gave me the directions and I set off.

Now, I was staring at an honest-to-God farm.

I've never been to a farm before, but I've seen them in pictures and on TV and stuff.

It was a mixture between a stereotypical farm and a real farm. There was a big red barn, with an old-looking western house about 25 feet away. There was also a ranch, with three horses galloping about freely. Hell, there was even a lot for planting and growing foods and stuff.

I look back to the house to find an old man sitting in a rocking chair, staring at me. I shrink under his gaze at first, but muster up the courage to walk up to his house.

"Hey."

The old man didn't respond.

"So…are you Old Man Barton?"

Now he responds. "I am. What of it?"

I clear my throat. "Well…I wanted to talk to you about that offer you have about a live-in farmhand."

The old man suddenly perks up. "Is that right?"

"Yeah…I gotta warn you, though. I haven't worked an honest day's work in my life, so I won't know what to do at first."

The old man waves his hand. "I'll show you the ropes, don't you worry."

He slowly stands up and walks down the stairs to stand in front of me, looking me up and down.

Another thing I noticed was that I was taller than in my past life. I was around 5'6", 5'7". Now I think I'm as tall as Jaune, maybe an inch less, or more. I'm gonna need to measure my height at some point. This old man seemed like he was around…5'9"? 5'10"?

The old man hummed. "…You'll do. You're scrawny now, but working on this farm will put some meat in them muscles of yours."

Oh, I hoped so.

"Now…there are a few conditions that I have that you'll need to agree to before I take you on as a farmhand."

I nod, waiting for him to continue.

"First, we have a sort of militia here in this village to defend it led by a retired Huntsman. I want you to join it."

That's…well, I guess it's a bit unreasonable, but I have no problem joining. More muscle to gain, and maybe I can get my Aura unlocked, if I have one that is.

I nod. "I can agree to that."

"Good. Now…do you have your Aura unlocked?

I shake my head in the negative.

"Well, then that's the second condition. You'll need to have your Aura unlocked. It'll make farm work somewhat easier for you."

And what was I just thinking about a moment ago? Despite the militia part, these conditions are reasonable.

I nod again. "I can live with that."

Seriously, who would say no to getting their Aura unlocked?

"Good. Now the last condition…I'm gonna be honest, this is the one that gets people to walk away."

And here we go….

Screw it, I need this. When am I ever gonna get this lucky again?

"Well, I kinda need this job, so whatever this condition is, I think I can live with it."

The old man pursed his lips. "Be that as it may, hear it before you agree to it."

Fair enough.

I nod in response.

The old man takes a deep breath.

"…I need you to adopt a child I know at the orphanage."

He doesn't seem surprised at the dumbfounded look on my face.

"Wait…what?"


A/N: And another chapter done!

Am…am I gonna be a dad? Who knows? Well, I do, but you guys will have to wait until tomorrow.

So yeah, I actually considered pursuing Amber and made Coco and Velvet off limits…that last one is debatable when I (possibly) meet them when they're 18-.

DAMN IT! NO! BAD MAO!

Ahem, as I said, the whole "pairing myself" dilemma has a pin on it. Besides, there are several other people besides Amber, Coco, and Velvet.

There's Winter, Neo, hell even Cind-.

BBLAAGGH!

Huh…I appear to have thrown up….

As I was saying, there's even Cin-.

BBLAAGGH!

There's even Ci-.

BBLAAGGH!

There's C-.

BBLAAGGH!

There's the fire lady that causes all the horrible things in Volume 3 to happen….

Who am I kidding? Why would I pair myself with that woman?

Anyway, I'm three years away from RWBY canon, meaning I'll be 25 when I get there.

Don't worry, I'll be putting those three years into one chapter so as to get to the juicy stuff. Besides, shouldn't I get used to Remnant before I go through the crazy stuff that happens?

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LATERS!

Now I gotta clean up all this vomit.